KEEME

Another Keemecast (pssst, its new).

Hello, hello, hello
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?

So I been here… always here. I have laughed a lot and been depressed some. Today a physical therapist came over for VocRehab and after some time tells me “you are not gonna like this but… I am going to recommend you be placed in a facility” she was talking about nursing home or something like it for me to get back to normalcy.

It was a shocker to actually hear it from a pro.

Scared me some.

I found the funny in it and made lots of jokes (as I normally do)… I even planned an escape while she was laughing… then I told her how I would do it and made her laugh a little more. All I need is a big white van, a laundry cart and 16 penguins.

I talked to Abbott and he said some much needed words… and also stated “we need the Keeme to live”… that hit home cause we were on the same page with that one… I will think about this long and hard!

OS#3 was here the day my cuz brought over a BMW to have me sell for him… she fell in love with the car (black, 2 door, convertible)… my Cuz calls me later that night and says… I am going to give her that car… well he said to make him an offer and the amount was around a dollar.

I am not a crying fellow… as most of you know… but my eyes were welled up… I remained strong as a rock… but I love that guy… I may talk a lot of smack and will continue to do so (because he is the same guy who chased me around my yard when we were in our 20’s and he had full blown chicken pox and I had never had them). He looked f-en scary… I still have nightmares.

OS#1 is here and helping me eat better… OS#2 is doing great (struggling with life but boy is she way better at it than I was at her age).

My life is great… I have some issues… but I love living. OH! and I found out my ill’s may be traced back to Agent Orange… can you f-en believe that! Dad was stationed at Ford Ord before he and my mom comiited that crime of making me… damn them. Well I ain’t complaining just saying.

I miss talking to y’all this way… I hope to be back… maybe if I don’t actually get sentenced to the home I will be around .. if I go.. it was nice knowing ya.

When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look, but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child has grown, the dream is gone.

I have become comfortably numb.

I don’t like to ask for stuff or help in general. Here is my request. My Uncle/Brother Juanito is dealing with the fight of his life. I am not sure exactly what is happening tonight but he was placed on a ventilator and my cousin who is with him said the doctor is giving out bad news. He may not live from what I understood from her. I am asking for positive thoughts, prayers mojo what ever you got in store… my guy need this… I need this.

I can’t get to him and I can’t have him die… I need that crazy dude to live. You guys always make me feel better… Please do this for him.

Juan Avelar - County Hospital

Thank you

That new puppy that I was talked into getting… that little innocent looking mongrel… ATE THE NAZI BOX POWER CORD (The M-Power box).

I Hate this puppy Luci²

This actually made me sick to my stomach… I tried to imagine what that poor baby went through and what she will feel when she becomes aware of it all and who was responsible… Life in prison is not enough… he needs to go in a giant toaster… set on low.

COX.net for Phoenix - National: Texas Father Found Guilty of Putting Baby Daughter in Microwave; Jury Rejects Insanity Defense

Thank you kitty kittys’ for voting me up!!

I get some cool Amazon prize deliciousness (and Howie I still have that can o’Haggis).

*Hugs*

I am in a contest (again)… I need votes!!!

Go here and listen then vote (preferably for me)

:)

CAKE

I have been watching a new show on AMC called Breaking Bad… it is one of the best shows on TV for a few reasons.

It has relevance for our generation (the old guy getting into making a drug that makes us all angry), and we get to understand why along the way.

It hits home with me (due to my illnesses). Yes my kittens I have sat here in my room, broke most of the time… not able to get out and watch a movie or buy a part for a car… let alone fix the damn things myself!

There was a time I was so anti-drug it was silly… then there was a time (actually these are reveresed) I liked them very much… the kind you could only get from the street pharmacist… But I have been here contemplating “what would it take to grow my own inventory and make enough money that my children don’t have to wait for me to sell off a car or scrap metal to get a decent meal to eat”! I hate having to tell them “sorry we don’t have enough money for clothes… wear the same pants again this year for school”

IT SUCKS!

This small family of mine (growing everyday) has had a close encounter with the destructive nature of drugs… we left her (the ex-wife was addicted to meth) and swore we would never let anyone or thing come to harm us… so far so good. Well, until now… I wanna break bad. I want to leave my kids with something… not necessarily the biggest slice of the pie but more than just the crumbs. I have not been able to make a living like before… I have not healed and doubt that I ever will (I know its bad to talk this way but almost 5 years in my room dammit!).

Don’t worry Kitty Gatos… I have no plans for hydroponics anytime soon… but lets just say I do know how to get it setup and am leaning to the good side of my mind… for now.

Watch the show… it is really good and maybe you will understand where I am coming from when you do.

Boyd Coddington, 63; custom car designer starred on ‘American Hot Rod’ - Los Angeles Times

This cat was the Hot Rod guy… I loved his show/cars and crazy attitude toward building machines that made you say “OMG”

Kitty Gatos… this is who I was gonna be when I grew up… Gonna miss ya Boyd